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Andy’s Sailboat: A Love Story

Sometimes it’s about finishing that really counts…

I grew up on a lake in Michigan. Two doors down was a boyhood friend named Andy. Andy and I were good friends growing up. Andy and I were way different in many ways. Andy was a tinkerer. He always had a project that was in progress. Maybe rebuilding a bike, a lawnmower or repairing the family camper. Andy always had a project or two that was in progress. His father was an engineer, and Andy had a mechanical mind that I am convinced was at least partially genetic. His father also encouraged him to figure out how things really worked. I remember visiting his house and helping him repair the oil burning furnace in his basement. Now this is a 13 year old kid- yes with direction from Dad- repairing an oil furnace! I admit, there was generally an excitement with doing these projects. My dad would never give me the latitude to tackle a project like this but Andy was encouraged by his father to do crazy and challenging projects.

One of Andy’s projects was rebuilding an old wooden sailboat. This boat was not pretty or remarkable. It was a common sailboat, probably about 16 feet long. Most everyone thought the boat was simply junk and was a lost cause. The boat was made entirely of wood with many parts broken, missing or in need of stripping and refinishing. Andy kept the boat on the side of his family’s house under a tarp. Andy completely dismantled the boat, and over time, began to rebuild it. This process went on for several years. I remember going to his house to see what he was doing and getting a lesson on how the keel worked or what repair was necessary for the rigging. The boat contained many typical marine materials, weathered teak, marine plywood, brass screws, stainless steel cables, etc. I learned a great deal from Andy about boat construction and marine components.

Boats are a hole in the water that you throw money into…

Andy had a paper route that financed his boat rebuilding efforts. I was often his back-up or companion while he delivered the Detroit News. He had a relatively small route and I knew first hand that the money that he made was hard earned. For several years, Andy poured much of his earnings into that sailboat. Marine parts and supplies are very expensive. My father was convinced that the label “marine” just was a way to double to price! I remember Andy telling me about his latest purchase- marine varnish, brass fittings or mahogany and knew immediately that I would never spend that much money on that boat. Yet, slowly over time he was making progress.

One year as the summer was waning, Andy and I talked and agreed that we would- somehow- sail the boat before the lake iced up for the winter. The idea was to just put the boat together so we can sail it. We were missing parts and some stuff needed some pretty intensive work so we would overlook those items and just make it sailable. Let just sail the boat. So, over a period of several weeks, we worked after school and into the night under lights reassembling the boat and working to put the boat in service. Andy was especially committed. I did my best to sneak off from my parents to give him a hand, but it was really Andy that was determined to sail the boat that year. See, Andy bought the boat in disrepair, so he had never experienced the boat under sail.

Where is the rudder…

We worked tirelessly putting the boat back together. Many of the parts had been refinished, yet many were missing, so we found ways to fabricate temporary parts. We were especially concerned about the keel area. Andy patched and sealed the keel and was still unable to get the area completely sealed. It still leaked. We would make sure that we included a suitable bucket for bailing if the keel was still leaking.

The weather was getting increasingly colder. Most of the docks on the lake were out in anticipation for the winter ice up. Andy put the finishing touches on the boat and we targeted the next day for the sail. We were under the gun. This was early November. So after school, we fitted the boat for the first sail. We were bundled up and there was a steady wind. The weather was cloudy and it looked like rain. I was a bit nervous. The boat had never sailed. Many bad things could happen- we could have a giant leak, broken mast, the keel leak, rudder problems, etc. There were no boats on the lake to help us out. The water was real cold. We knew we were on our own. Yet we pushed the boat out into the lake and prepared to raise the sails.

Do we have life jackets…

The first minute was a bit chaotic. We were not a very experienced crew and we were really tripping over each other. Yet, after a few minutes, the boat began to lean over under the weight of the sail and we were picking up speed. The boat was actually sailing. I wish all of the naysayers could have been sitting in the boat with us! The “POS” boat that was nothing but junk to most was actually sailing! I felt a tremendous feeling of accomplishment. Yet, this was really underscored by the delight that I saw in Andy. He was glowing. My involvement in his project was limited- yet he was involved in every screw, every component and every piece of rigging. His joy was amazing. I will never forget it. We let out a few hollers of joy across the cold water and laughed in victory as we made our way across the lake.

We took a quick look at the boat. The keel was still leaking. We had some issues with the rigging. We talked about the future repairs and improvements that we would make. Yet, for the most part the boat performed pretty well. After sailing for about an hour it stated to rain. Not hard, just enough to make it ridiculously cold. We looked at each other and decided to head in. We planned another sail the next day when it wasn’t raining. We pulled the boat up on shore and pulled over the cover. What an amazing day! We actually sailed Andy’s boat!

Well, the next day came and went. And the next and the next. We didn’t get to sail the boat again that fall. In fact, to the best of my knowledge, the boat was never sailed again. The boat sat covered on its trailer for another year or two until Andy eventually sold the boat. I don’t know if the act of sailing the boat was enough victory that Andy lost interest in the project or if he just couldn’t get the time to properly complete the process. It really didn’t matter. In my eyes, Andy did it. He took a project that was viewed as impossible and he pulled it off. I learned a great deal from this project. Some of it was practical marine stuff, but the more valuable lessons were about love and not giving up. You see, Andy loved that boat and he wouldn’t give up on it. He put his heart and all of his money into the boat. I think he would say that it was worth it. Even after all of his time and money. Even just for a single solitary sail on a cold November evening!

That was a great memory Joe! I had forgotten about Andy and that sailboat but your recount brought it all back. I wasn’t involved in the project – I think I was one of the naysayers!! But what a great story of perserverance! Thanks Joe!

Joe,
What an awesome incredable story. As a matter of fact his brother Mark stopped by last weekend to say hi to me. We had a wonderful visit. He still remembers all those summer we spent together. Sadly Andy now has MS and has become wheelchair bound. His health is failing him. I am making a copy of this story and will pass it along to Mark to give it to Andy. He will be more then touched by it. The timimg is definitly a god thing.

Convinced this is definitely a God thing! What an encouraging story of perseverance in your friend Andy, and as he gets this awesome blog, I declare a new sense of perseverance will encompass him at this time in his life! Thanks for what you’re doing here, Joe! Love you and Kathy to pieces!!!

It’s funny how we all have a different recollection of the same story. Andy would love this . I remember my Dad giving Andy grief about this , but allowing him to “spend his money and make his won mistakes ” Thanks for the great memories of both my brother and Dad !

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